I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

After the last god, amidst his unwilling roar, turned into countless specks of light.

That chaotic and shattered battlefield gradually returned to calm.

All the images faded away like the tide.

In the endless darkness and nothingness, only one thing remained.

It was an enormous throne.

It stands silently at the end of the void, its material unknown.

The throne was empty.

But just by gazing at it, Lynn felt a tremor and submission that came from the depths of his soul.

It was as if that throne was the ultimate authority and power in the world.

Chapter Seventy: The Last Tenderness

Just as Lynn's consciousness was about to collapse, an old and gentle voice resounded deep within his mind.

"Do you see that, child?"

"Those gods who prided themselves on their power and eternity ultimately tasted the bitter fruit of war."

The voice carried endless weariness and vicissitudes, as if it had traversed countless ages.

Lynn's confused consciousness miraculously stabilized under the soothing voice.

"Who are you?" he asked in his mind.

Who I am is not important.

"The age of divine resurgence is coming, and their way of resurgence is by sacrificing the most devout believers in the world."

“From the moment I began to decline, I knew that the Mother Goddess was about to revive.”

"I have no complaints about this, but it is a pity that... because of my corruption, I caused turmoil in the Silverleaf Forest and made my children suffer undeserved pain."

Mother Goddess?

Lynn instantly understood that the owner of the voice was none other than the Tree of Life, which was on the verge of death.

Before he could ask again, the voice became extremely solemn, with a hint of pleading.

“Fool…I beg you, take care of these spirits who have no one to rely on.”

"In the future, if... if you have the chance to see the Mother Goddess, remember to tell her that I have kept my promise and that the bloodline of the elves has been passed down."

Fool?

Lynn was stunned.

Why does the Divine Tree call itself that?

"I'm going to complete my final mission."

The voice of the divine tree, carrying a relieved smile, gradually faded into the distance.

"Farewell, humankind, may nature's blessings always be with you..."

The moment the words left his mouth, Lynn felt the endless darkness and nothingness before him crack like a shattered mirror.

Immediately afterwards, an incredibly warm, pale green ball of light emerged from the void and rushed straight into his brow.

Lynn felt a warm current instantly spread throughout her body.

Every cell in the body rejoiced under this warm energy, as if parched land had received the nourishment of sweet rain.

Meanwhile, outside...

Under the tense gaze of Cat White and Evelyn, Lynn's body suddenly emitted a soft green light.

When the Elf Queen Sandoros saw the green light fly out from the withered branches of the divine tree and merge into Lynn's body, two clear tears finally slid down her usually calm, watery gray eyes.

She closed her eyes silently, her beautiful face filled with sadness and relief.

The divine tree ultimately made its own choice.

He chose to exhaust his last essence to end this long period of withering and suffering.

What entered Lynn's body was not some evil force.

That was the blessing of the sacred tree.

In the distant past, in the glorious era before the gods of life and nature were lost, the elves became one of the most powerful races on the continent thanks to the blessings of the Mother Goddess.

The Mother Goddess can directly raise the level of any spirit to at least level 50 without any side effects.

That was a golden age for elves.

However, with the loss of the Mother Goddess, the power of the Divine Tree gradually weakened.

Nowadays, the Divine Tree can only bless two or three of the most outstanding elves a year at most, and the effect is greatly reduced, barely raising them by a dozen or so levels.

But now, the divine tree has bestowed all of its remaining power upon this human named Lynn.

A feeling of comfort made Lynn want to groan out loud.

Immediately afterwards, the panel that had been inactive for a long time automatically unfolded in front of him.

Name: Lynn

[Level: 30]

[Class: Warlock]

[Sanity Value: 125+/-]

[Upward fluctuation: 5 points]

[Sinking Points: 70]

[Available Sanity Points: 75]

Lynn's eyes widened instantly.

Level 30? ???

He remembered clearly that he had meditated for several days before finally reaching level eleven.

Just by touching this sapling, it has instantly leveled up by fourteen?

That's faster than taking a rocket!

I am Cao!

what happened?

Lynn suddenly opened his eyes and saw the charred and withered sapling in front of him gradually turning into countless green light spots and slowly dissipating into the air.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the points of light seemed to come alive, drifting across the entire city of Manserano.

The area, which had become lifeless due to the withering of the sacred tree, was instantly revitalized by these points of light, with the withered grass visibly regaining its vitality the moment it came into contact with them.

The trees in the distance also stretched out their branches and leaves, making a joyful rustling sound.

The entire elven city seemed to come alive again at that moment.

Lynn looked at the dreamlike scene before him, then at his hand still pressed against the tree trunk, and at the sapling that had completely disappeared, and his face turned pale instantly.

He abruptly pulled his hand back, waving it repeatedly at the Elf Queen not far away, his face filled with terror.

"It wasn't me, Your Majesty! I didn't do anything!"

"He simply disappeared on his own; it has nothing to do with me!"

Lynn was truly panicked.

This is the sacred tree of the elves; it's their lifeblood.

Now, if I touch it, it turns to ash. If I were to blame for this, forget about going to the royal city to find Anna; I might not even be able to leave this forest alive today.

Seeing Lynn's comical appearance, as if he wanted to run away on the spot, Sandros, who was originally immersed in sadness, was amused by him and burst out laughing.

That smile, like the first melting of ice and snow, bringing everything back to life, made the surrounding scenery pale in comparison.

Even Evelyn and the other elven guards following behind the queen were stunned.

They hadn't seen Her Majesty the Queen smile for a very, very long time.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Lynn."

"This is not your fault, it is the divine tree's own choice."

She walked up to Lynn and performed an extremely solemn ancient elven greeting to him.

"On behalf of all the spirits, I thank you for granting Him liberation."

"From this day forward, you are the most honored friend of our Silvermoon Elf clan."

Lynn stared blankly at the incredibly beautiful elven queen before him.

friend?

As long as they're not enemies.

He breathed a long sigh of relief. In any case, the rapid level increase was a good thing, the trouble was resolved, and it was time to consider making a run for it.

Anna was still on the summit of Mount Nikolay, tormented by that damned inferno, and she had no time to waste here.

"Your Majesty."

Lynn composed himself and returned the greeting with equal solemnity.

"It is my honor to be able to help the elves, but... I have very important matters to attend to and I am afraid I cannot stay here any longer."

Sandroso nodded; she understood.

Evelyn.

"Your subordinate is here."

"Personally select a team of the most elite guards to safely escort Mr. Lynn and Miss White out of Silverleaf Forest."

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Evelyn replied respectfully.

With all the problems resolved, Lynn felt much more relaxed.

He turned to look at Bai Bai, the cat who had been hiding behind him, watching everything nervously, and gave her a reassuring smile.

Seeing that Lynn was alright, Cat White finally breathed a sigh of relief, ran over to his side, and subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"You scared me to death, meow... I thought you were going to be burned as firewood, meow."

Lynn smiled and patted her little head.

The group turned around and retraced their steps.

Just as they were about to reach the edge of the Silverleaf Forest, several squirrel-like creatures, all white with large, fluffy ears, poked their heads out from the bushes beside them.

It was the same kind of crazed snow-capped squirrels they encountered when they first entered the forest.

When the cat saw them, it instinctively hid behind Lynn.

However, this time, the obsidian-like eyes of those snow-capped squirrels no longer held any rage or red light.

They just tilted their little heads, curiously observing Lynn and the cat Bai Bai, looking adorable and incredibly cute.

One of the bolder ones even took a few quick steps and jumped into the cat Bai Bai's arms.

"ah!"

Cat Bai Bai let out a soft gasp of surprise, and carefully reached out to pat the snow squirrel's head.

The squirrel squinted comfortably, making gurgling sounds in its throat, and even rolled over to expose its soft little belly.

"So cute, meow..."

Lynn couldn't help but smile as he watched this scene.

The withering of the sacred tree plunged the forest into chaos.

The disappearance of the sacred tree, however, gave the forest a new lease on life.

Perhaps this was His final act of tenderness.